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6 yrs ago
Current Creativity is severely lacking the past few weeks. I apologize. Will be getting replies though, fear not!
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6 yrs ago
To all my partners, I'm sorry i haven't been replying as quick as I normally do. I will be getting responses out today though.
6 yrs ago
My God it's depressing when things just die. Well, time to go searching! :)
6 yrs ago
Not feeling so hot today my loves... I'll get those I owe replies to... replies tomorrow.
6 yrs ago
@shamrocknroll: You are welcome lol
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Bio




I am a 29 year old female who is comfortable playing as a female. I am working on my males though, and welcome opportunities to play them as my main character.

Like most people of age, I'm no stranger to mature things, and welcome those as well. And like most people, I do have my limits. Drugs, alcohol, abuse, death, gore, sex, are all fine to me. Not a big fan of smut or rape, furries, wierd kinks, things of that matter. Also, please don't take control of my character unless I've given you permission to do so. A big pet peeve of mine.

As far as posting goes, I'm normally available Mon-Fri from about 7-4. Should something come up and I'm going to be away for more than a day or two, I try to let my partners know beforehand. It's just polite. During the times I'm on, I can post several times, and my post lengths vary. Depending on where we are in the story, and what's going on, I can write from 1 to sometimes 7 or 8 paragraphs. Although, like other players, I like quality. Also, I'm kind of a grammar and punctuation Nazi. Please don't let this scare you off. Some things I can overlook, everyone makes mistakes, and that's understandable. I post from a phone, so my autocorrect tends to think differently than I do sometimes lol.

Uhm... I'm not real sure what else to put other than I'm not a big slice of life kind of girl. I have a family and live life everyday. I don't wanna live another day to day life in here. Take me somewhere else!! Give me interesting characters. I love romance, action and explosions, guns and monsters, sci fi and aliens, mystery... things of that nature. Fantasy is ok with me, as long as it's not real high.



(Don't have to be exact, just ideas we could work off of)


The Mummy (Brendan Frasier)
Anastasia
The Long Kiss Goodnight
Descent
Aliens
I, Robot
San Andreas
Pandorum
Robin Hood (Russell Crowe)
Gladiator
Harry Potter
Mulan
Beauty and the Beast (I know, I know)
Aladdin
The Little Mermaid
Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters




Princess/Knight
Scientist/Experiment
Scientist/Alien
Assassin/Assassin
Assassin/Target or Witness
Werewolf/Human
Werewolf/Werewolf
Werewolf/Vampire
Queen/Traveler
Queen/Knight
Soldier/Soldier
Soldier/Citizen
Detective/Killer
Detective/Detective
Mental Patient/Mental patient
Mental patient/Doctor
Rich widow with child/Bodyguard
Almost anything involving pirates


(More to come)


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In STASIS 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Each time the ligjt flickered, the being was closer. Closer. Closer, until it mere inches from her. Her eyes had gone so wide, she imagined that they were the size of dinner plates. Nearly every breath she took, was accompanied by a whimper. Delilah was beyond terrified. She couldn't move. Even if she wanted to, an was completely frozen in place. And then, the lights began to flicker once more. This time, it wouldn't stop.

And then it happened. The being moved. It's hand can up, but there was no flesh. No muscle, no blood. It was all just bone. Before she could really react, the being grabbed her up by her throat. Delilah cried out and instinctively grabbed onto the bony wrist of the being. She stared down at him, watching as he smiled maliciously at her. Delilah choked and gasped for air, crying out again, praying that someone would help her.

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"No!" Delilah's eyes shot open and she jerked violently in her bed. She was gasping for air as if should really had been choked and grasping at the sheets as though they were the bony hand that had choked her. Her eyes were frantically searching the room, trying to find the being, but not seeing him. "Where is he? Where is he!?" The more she looked around though, the more she recognized her surroundings. She was back in the hospital bed, still hooked up to the heart monitor, which was beeping erratically. Still hooked up to the I.v. She began to slowly calm down, trying to take deeper, slower breathes. Delilah swallowed hard and closed her eyes, still trying to calm herself.
@King Tai Figured I'd go a different route with my theme song. I was going to get one from one I the resident evil movies, but do in that one and I was like... yyeeeeaaaahhhh ;)

Also, I couldnt really figure out what I wanted to do for her bio yet so I kinda just left it open and I'll either reveal it in the story or a little later when I can come up with one lol... if that's alright
Appearance:
Name: Dahlia Whitaker
Age: 22
Weapon type: Bow
Weapon description(or picture):


Biography: Daliah was born into a war family. Her grandfather had been in war, and her father had been in war. It was odd for a woman to want to be part of that, but she did. It was in her blood. It had gone back centuries. While she grew up, she would play with her brothers and the other boys. They would all take sticks and pretend they were swords. Dahlia though, whom played with stick swords, didn't like them. She preferred the bow. It seemed more useful to her.

Although she knew how to use a sword, she wanted to get better with the bow. She would practice with it daily, whether it was shooting at a target, or hunting. As she got older, she went to war alongside her brothers and father. She had been injured horribly and her father had been killed. She blamed herself, telling herself that had she been a better warrior, she could have helped him, and he'd still be alive.

That's when, she decided to travel to Malvec and go to the Warrior School. She hoped that maybe they could make her into the Warrior she wanted... She needed to be.

Character's theme song:
In STASIS 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
It was still there. That presence. That dark and unnerving presence was in the room with her, and it only felt stronger now. She felt it all around her, as if it were a blanket slowly being wrapped around her body. Her he's jerked all around, trying desperately to see what wasn't really there. And then suddenly, the light in the room went out. Delilah whimpered and stepped back, her body coming in contact with the bed she had been in earlier. All she could hear, we're her shallow breathes and beating heart, which only seemed to quicken.

Moments later, the light can back on. Only, it wasn't as bright as it had been. It seemed dull. The light it cast around the room was sickly. That's when she saw someone standing in front of the door. A soft whimper escaped her, and her eyes widened as she took in the dark cloaked figure. They looked dead, but was very much alive. Or was It? There was no color to its eyes, other than a milky white color, and they felt like they were staring right through her.

It stood there, statue like, staring at her as if it wanted to murder her in the worst way. Delilah's mouth went dry. She couldn't swallow. She was terrified that any move she made, would send this thing after her. The presence that thing emitted was heavy, and terrifying. Delilah felt her eyes water with tears, but she blinked them back, trying to stay brave. Even though she didn't feel it at the moment. Not at all. She felt like she was a dead woman walking.
Talk to him? Talk to him and fed him. That was her advice? Calla sighed and slumped in her chair. Her eyes slowly raised until she could see the top of Shaggy, and the the blonde girls head. She made a face, wrinkling her nose, and then looked back over at Daphne, who was still nose deep in her gossip magazine. None of the gang were even trying to talk to one another. How long was it going to stay that way? She hoped not too long.

It wasn't long after that, that the plane landed, and everyone started to exit. Calla took her time. The flight had left her jet lagged, and she wasn't in the best mood. Plus, her head was full of unanswered questions, and an hated not knowing the answer to something. Like, why were they all here? Was it a way to try and get the gang back together? Was it a small vacation? If so, why invite the whole gang? Why invite any of the gang at all? But deep down, there was a voice telling her, that it was bigger than just a vacation. There was something going on, on the island.

Calla grabbed her duffel bag, and a few of Daphne's bags (because she had like, 80), then made her way off the plane. Once she got out, she could help but smile and look around at the island. Spooky Island. It definitely looked fun and interesting.
In STASIS 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Watching as the nurse disappeared, Delilah went to take another drink from her cup, when a suddenly dropped it and cried out, her eyes squeezing ahut. A sudden noise so intense, it felt as if her eardrums were going to explode. Delilah's hands shot up to cover her ears in hopes of blocking the sound out, but it didn't help. It was inside her head, ringing relentlessly. She cried out again as she fell to her knees, pressing harder against her ears as if the action would help. It didn't.

And then, as soon as it had come, it had gone. The ringing in her head continued for a moment longer, before it too, dissipated. When it had all finally stopped, she opened her eyes. She turned her head to the end of the hall. The light was gone. Her head jerked in the other direction. No light. It was dark, just as it had been before. All except for her room.

Delilah took a few deep breathes, trying to ease her nerves. It seemed to work for a moment, but a sudden chill ran down her spine. Goosebumps rose all over body and it felt as if someone, or something, was standing behind her. Frozen in place, her eyes widened and she held her breath. She was terrified to look behind her. It was irrational, but the dreadful feeling she felt, was not. After working up the courage to turn, she quickly whipped around, falling onto her rear as she did. Her eyes frantically searched the immediate area, but saw nothing.

It was if she was moving on autopilot at this point. She didnt tell her body to move, it just did. Delilah started pushing herself backwards, using her hands and feet. She kept going until she was back inside the room. Jumping up to her feet, she grabbed the door and slammed it shut, locking it as she did. She slowly backed away from the door, her heart beat thrumming in her ears. Delilah's breathing had resumed, coming in quick shallow breaths. Her blue eyes never left the door, even when she stopped walking backwards, they remained locked on.

"What the hell," she thought to herself.
@LostPride Are you still accepting?

If so, I may write up a cs tomorrow :)
Is this still a thing? Because I'd be down for this :)
More added :)
Calla raised her eyebrow as she listened to Maggie name off son of Shaggy's traits; few of which she was already aware of. Although she hadn't known him for very long, she knew him long enough to know a bit about his personality. Calla sighed and looked at Maggie as if to say, "Tell me something I don't know." She wasn't sure if Maggie was doing it on purpose, or was being serious. Looked like she was just going to have to be blunt about it. So, Calla put her hand on Maggie's book, then slowly pushed it down until it rested on the woman's lap.

"Maggie," she whispered harshly. "What does Shaggy think of me? Does he like me?" Calla had to whisper louder than she wanted, mainly because she didn't want anyone hearing, except for Maggie. All of a sudden, Scooby started barking, startling her and others aboard the plane. Calla glanced over the seat just in time to see Scooby punch Fred in th face before barking again. Apparently, it was at a cat judging by the hiss she heard seconds later. Calla started chuckling then, shaking her head. Despite the gang not being together anymore, she had missed all of the chaos.
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